Page 47 of Stitch & Steel
“You feel like fucking heaven,” he growled.
He rode me hard, hips slamming into mine with purpose, hands everywhere—on my throat, my hips, my breasts, like he needed to touch every inch of me to prove I was real.
“You’re mine now,” he breathed against my ear. “Say it.”
“I’m yours.”
“Again.”
“Yours, Logan. Fuck—yours.”
He grunted and drove deeper, each thrust shaking the stars loose overhead. I dug my nails into his back, legs locked around his waist, holding him in, keeping him there, right where I needed him.
“I’ll ruin you for anyone else,” he promised, voice gritty and low. “And you’ll fucking love every second.”
I didn’t disagree.
When he came again, it was brutal and beautiful—hips stuttering, face buried in my neck as he spilled deep inside me with a sound that cracked me open.
He collapsed over me, breath ragged, body trembling with restraint.
Then he kissed me—softly, reverently.
“I meant it,” he whispered. “You’re safe. You’re mine. And I’ll fight the world to keep you.”
Fourteen
LOGAN
The gavel crackeddown like thunder.
“Order,” JD barked, eyes scanning the table. “Votes on the Red Iron retaliation run in forty-eight. Speak up or shut up.”
My brothers leaned in—hard eyes, calloused fists, patched leather all around. War was on the table, but all I could see washer.
Bella.
Damn it.
She was seared into the backs of my eyes like sunspots—naked, trembling, panting my name.
My jaw flexed.
I should’ve been thinking strategy. Routes. Ammo. Backups. But all I could think about was the way her breasts bounced when I pulled her on top of me, soaked and begging. The way her nails raked down my back while my cock stretched her wide and deep—claiming her like I had any right.
Her moans were still in my ears, sweet and shattered.
Her body arching like I’d touched something sacred.
I’d buried myself inside her raw, unwrapped, wild—andfuckedif I didn’t want to do it again.
That was the part I couldn’t shake.
I’d never done that before. Not with anyone. Not even the wildest nights with club girls had ever made me forget that line. But with Bella?
Iwantedto fill her.
I wanted toplantsomething deep. Like the most primal part of me woke up, took one look at her trembling under me, and decided she was the one. The future.
